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Posted:Jun 23, 2019 2:31 pm
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I enter the bedroom find you wearing a garter-belt, stockings and a g-string, which frames your ass perfectly, and a blindfold. As instructed.
I tell you to put your hands behind your back, wrists together (an old habit from when I was a cop). I put the velcro handcuffs on you and lock them together.
I walk around you sipping my Scotch. Examining. touching, teasing.
I offer you a sip, and you take it.
I kiss you, and you respond.
I attach the nipple clamps, it’s the first time you’ve worn them, and tell you that for every mistake, every time I need to punish you, I will tighten them. When I’ve tightened them all the way, if it get’s to that, I will cane you.
I slide my finger up your body, from the top of your g-string, to your mouth.
You eagerly suck my finger into your mouth.
“Do you like to suck things?”, I ask.
“Yes.”, you reply.
I tighten the clamps a little more, and you moan.
“Yes, what?” I ask.
“Yes Master," you reply.
“Good girls swallow, bad girls spit.”, I tell you. “Are you a good girl, or a Bad girl I ask.”
“I’m a good girl," you moan, as my hand moves back down your body and I rub your pussy through the g-string.
I reach into your g-string to rub your clit. I stop, and walk around behind you. You’re cuffed hands reach for my cock but I bat them away.
Your pussy is wet.
“Whose pussy is this?”, I ask.
“Yours Master”, you say.
“I gave very specific instructions for you.”, my cunt was to be waxed.
“I was afraid of the pain. Master.”
“Do you think it will hurt less if I punish you?”, I ask.
“No Master. But I will enjoy it more,”, she replied.
I tightened the clamps more, and she gasped.
She was close to squirting.
“What is your job?”, I asked.
“To make you cum. To get you hard as many times as I can, and to make you cum.” she replied.
I stopped rubbing my/her clit for a moment to take a sip of whisky.
I slipped a finger down her back and over her g-string. My finger played with her asshole.
I reached around to her slit to find she was now gushing.
I shoved my finger up her ass and continued to rub, and was rewarded by her squirting, and squirting, and squirting.
I sank a second finger in her ass, and it griped my finger. She let out another moan and squirted again.
“Please, stop.”, she begged. So I did.
“Do you want me stop?” I ask.
“No, Master. I Just need to catch my breath.” she replied.
In a sharp move, I tightened the nipple clamps all the way.
She gasped, and squirmed and tried to move away from me. The movements of her ass across my already hard cock, made it even harder, and based on her moans, turned her on even more.
“What do you want?”’ I asked.
“To make you cum. I want to cum, but first, I need o earn it. I need to do my job.”, she replied.
I took my fingers of her ass. I lubed up a vibrator and replaced my fingers with the vibrator.
I sat back on the bed and guided my cock into her mouth.
As she sucked, I reached over her back and, turned on the vibrator.
In an instant, her body electrified, and she came. I hadn’t given her permission.
I grabbed the chain on the nipple clamps and gave them a hard yank for her disobeying me, and it just drove her onto my cock harder.
She wanted me to cum, and she wanted to swallow it.
I continued to fuck her mouth. Using it relentlessly, for my pleasure. Just like she wanted.
Then I stopped. I pulled her to her feet with the chain between her tits.
I flipped her over on the bed, On her back, her head hanging down and her perfect tits pointed to the . I stuck my cock in her open mouth and started fuck it, while I pulled on her chain.
She gulped down my load when I came and then kept sucking I was hard again.
Then it was time for her ass.
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My First Cum Slave
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Posted:Jul 24, 2018 2:16 pm
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2019 2:43 pm
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I went a Mennonite college. I didn’t want be there. I slept through the twice a week in the chapel we were forced attend, even when they put me in the front row.
D was of our sluts. She was on my bus route. Most of the time the bus was half full and D and I would sit in the back while the rest of the students sat up front. She sat on the inside, next the window facing back, while I sat on the isle. This allowed me with her tits and pussy. She’d pull her shirt up so I could pull those firm teenage and twist her nipples she gasped. I’d unzip her pants and with her for most of the hour long ride, making her cum just before we got . She was normally very vocal, so coming quietly was more way dominate her.
When I took photography, I’d make her suck me off over and over while I developed my photos. She loved the taste of cum.
When I got my license and started to drive to , I’d pick her up just before the bus normally would, it took 30 minutes to drive vs the 60 minute bus ride, and drive around to the back of the church across the street from her house so, she could blow me before we drove to .
In the afternoon; I’d intentionally park in the spot farthest from the in the morning, so that we could pretend watch whatever sports team was practicing while I played with her body: shoving my hand down her pants and making her cum or play with her tits. Then we’d drive off the woods so I could make her blow me again or fuck her, depending on my mood, before I took her home. We’d go to the movies and as soon as the lights went , she’d get on her knees and start sucking off and not stop for the rest of the movie. I had my personal cum slut/slave.
day while she was blowing me after , I put my hand down the back of her pants intending finger he cunt but decided with her asshole instead. Turns , she didn’t like her ass being played with. Which made playing with and fucking a priority for me from then on.
The day before I graduated, I pulled D and her friend into the backroom of the chapel so that I could play with them while a practiced singing on the stage. She must have known what was going on because she left after D had her first very loud orgasm.
I kept in touch, literally, with D she moved Southern California. The last I heard, she’d become a true, and not just my personal, .
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I promise
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Posted:Jul 19, 2018 12:54 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2018 1:23 pm
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I will not cum on your face, or in your hair. I will not cum on your tits, pull out and cum on your stomach or on your ass.
My cum is my gift to you. It will dribble out of your ass while you’re at work or it will go down your throat, and you can suck hard again so I can fuck your face, or your ass.
If I think you’re deserving, I’ll make you beg for it before I shove my cock back in and cum down your throat.
Otherwise, I’ll just shove it down and cum. I won’t warn you that going to cum. It’s your job to make cum and it’s your job to deal with it when I cum down your throat and not to waste a drop.
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Dominating P
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Posted:Jul 9, 2018 1:14 pm
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:17 am
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It was Friday night and P stood in the middle of the room.
She was dressed in a pushup bra, not that her tits needed it, garters and stockings. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and she was blindfolded with the scarf she’d worn that day to work.
“What do we have here?” I asked as I sipped my wine.
I walked around her admiring her body. I put the glass up wine to her lips, letting her take a sip.
“Are you here for me?” I asked.
“Yes.” she replied.
I slapped her ass hard and asked again, “Are you here for me?”
Pausing this time, P searched for the right answer before answering, “Yes sir.”
I whispered in her ear, “You can call me Sir or Master.”
I continued walking around her, teasing her body with light touches. She tried in vain to touch me as she shook with anticipation.
I kissed her mouth and asked if her mouth was mine.
“Yes Master.” she answered right away. Lightly touching her mouth with my finger, she took the cue and began to suck. “Do you like to suck on anything put in your mouth.” I asked. “Yes Master.”
I lightly played with her nipples until they hardened before I put on the nipple clamps. She moaned in pain.
I let her continue sucking on my finger as I caressed her ass. We hadn’t had anal, yet, so I asked if her Master played with her ass. “No Sir.”
I spread her ass cheeks and caressed her asshole with the finger she’d been suck in before I started fucking her ass with my finger. She gasped and shook, trying in vain to touch me. I reached around and began to play with her clit until she came.
I walked around her and gave her another sip of wine before pushing her to her knees. I took my hard cock out of my pants, put my hands on the side of her head and placed the tip to her lips. As she moved her head forward, I took a small step backwards, forcing her to lean forward if she wanted to keep sucking. I took another small step backwards as she over balanced and she was forced to allow me to control her balance with my hands. I pushed my cock forward into her mouth and she began to suck. I let her build up a good amount of spit before I pushed forward into her mouth. She gagged when I hit the back of her mouth and I held my cock there, telling her to relax and waiting for her to get used to the feel. I tightened the nipple clamps, causing her to gasp and I pushed in a little farther. I pulled back until just the tip was in her mouth and slowly repeated my actions, letting her get used to the feel of my cock at the back of her throat, before I pushed in farther. Tears streaming down her face, I fucked her mouth until I came. I stepped forward allowing her to sit up as I kept my cock in her mouth allowing her to keep sucking until I was hard again.
I pulled her to her feet, gave her another sip of wine before I kissed her and bent her over the bed. I poured a little lube down the crack of her ass and began to work it in with vibrator. I put a vibrating clamp in her clit and when I turned on the vibrator in her ass she exploded in orgasm, squirting again and again. I shoved my cock into her ass and fucked it hard until I came.
my cum leaked out of her ass as I took off her blindfold and cuffs undressed her and lead her to the shower where we cleaned each other off before heading to the living room to watch a little TV while we both recovered.
We spent the rest of the weekend, and many others, playing Master/Slave. She wore that same scarf to work on Monday and confided in a colleague that she’s been blindfold or tied up with it all weekend, her colleague thought that was the hottest thing.
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D part trois
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Posted:Jul 9, 2018 7:48 am
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2018 1:47 pm
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After the meeting I took D back to her office to get her car, again, except this time instead of fucking her at her desk, I pulled her into the bathroom.
I bent her over the toilet and as she braced herself against the wall, I pulled her pants down and pulled out the butt plug and shoved my cock in. I fucked her until I came and then put the plug into her ass and turned it on.
She washed my cock off in the sink and we left. With the plug vibrating she had a hard time concentrating on washing me off and an even harder time walking back to the car. As we drove back to her place, I fingered her pussy until she was constantly coming.
We pulled into the parking lot of a liquor store and I gave her $5 to buy a nice bottle of wine. “This won’t be enough money.” she said. “Figure it out.”
I followed her into the liquor store to see how she did. She asked the guy behind the counter for some help and when it came time to , she explained that she only had $5 but she turned around, lowered her pants and showed off the butt plug. That was enough.
When we got back in the car and she blew while we drove back to her place.
We spent the rest of the night using her body for my pleasure.
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D Part Deux
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Posted:Jul 7, 2018 2:29 pm
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2018 1:45 pm
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I get back together with D Thursday night of the following week.
There was an all company meeting the next day and I explained the poster I was showing the next day as we had drinks. I moved us from the bar to a booth so I could play with her pussy under the table, while I pretended nothing was going one and she tried to show she wasn’t coming over and over.
When a band began to set up next to us, I told her to go to the bathroom and take off her bra while I settled up the tab at the bar. I’d wait for her there and she would make a very visible show, breaking down her inhibitions to exhibitionism a little more, show of handing it to me and telling me she was ready to go. Putting it in my pocket as we left, when we got outside, I told her she had to earn it back from me.
I began to feel her up as we walked down the street. I’d parked on the top of the garage on purpose and made her sit on the hood of my Jeep while I pulled up her shirt and exposed her naked tits, while I pulled her nipples, she moaned into my mouth.
Intending to only drive her back to he car, when we got back to her building, she invited me up to see where she worked. How could I refuse?
When we got to her desk she told me a story about how her very gay boss had left his door open and had a very loud, very NSFW, conversation that day.
“Are there cameras here?” I asked. Isn’t naughty secretary everyone’s fantasy?
“I don’t know.” she replied. I told her, “If there are, let’s put on a show.” She didn’t disagree. I’d broken down that barrier completely.
I sat her down on her desk and as I kissed her, I played with tits and I fingered her pussy until I was hard. “Get on your knees and suck my dick.” I ordered. She hesitated for a moment and earned a slap. “Suck my cock.” I repeated and she dropped to her knees.
Her pants still down from me fingering her pussy, I pushed them down further and stuck my finger in her ass as she blew me. I didn’t want to cum in her mouth, I wanted total depravity and to cum in her ass as I bent her over her desk. Maybe there were cameras, maybe not. If there were, So I fucked her ass until she came repeatedly before I finally came.
She pulled her pants up, her shirt down and we left. This time went back to my place. She sucked and we fucked but I didn’t cum on purpose. I wanted to save my load. We were late for the company meeting but I didn’t care, nobody was taking attendance. We showered and then I fucked her ass again. This time I came and a lot. This was what I’d been saving myself for. We dressed and got in the car.
The meeting was in a hotel ballroom and I pulled her into the mens room, pulled her into a stall (another fantasy), pulled down her pants and shoved a vibrating butt plug up her cum dripping ass. We sat together and throughout the days conference I would reaching into my pocket and turn on the butt plug, enjoying watching her squirm and trying not to show it. But the end of the day, her response was Pavlovian, I’d reach into my pocket and she’d start to cum.
God, that I don’t believe in, I loving being a dom.
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I hate soccer with good reason
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Posted:Jul 7, 2018 12:58 pm
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:17 am
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I know the World Cup is going on, but fuck I hate soccer. When I was in the fourth grade we were living in a very small town in Kansas and for the fourth grade they shipped us out to some otherwise disused old school house. One day while playing soccer in the gym, I went for the ball as another did and the practical upshot is that I fell and dislocated my elbow. I was nine so it was before I knew about these sorts of things or I would have popped it back into place like I’ve done with my shoulder and my knee.
First my teacher won’t listen to me about how to put on the sling. She keeps repeating over and over that she’d learned first aid on a cruise the previous summer and they’d taught how to do a sling on the right arm and this was my left so she just didn’t know WHAT to do. I tried to talk her though it, “Just put it on my right arm, take it off, turn it around, slip it over the other side and gently slip my arm in.” But no. When I was finally sent to the nurses office (yes we still had them back then) to call my Mom to pick me up, I just did it myself.
It was rural Kansas so naturally our school was on a party line phone and there were two old bitches on phone. I clearly had the voice of a nine year old in pain but my pleading with them that I had hurt my arm, and I needed to call my Mom to drive 30 minutes to pick me up to drive another hour to get me to a reputable doctor, fell on what were probably and metaphorically deaf ears. Those bitches didn’t care. So I waited and waited for them to get off the phone.
When my Dad moved us back to Fresno the following summer, my parents signed me up for soccer. While in Kansas, I’d pleaded with them to join the Boy Scouts. My friends were all in the Boy Scouts and I wanted to join them because they were my friends. My parents, being the Mennonites they are, thought the Boy Scouts were a paramilitary organization and refused to let me join. Later in life I showed them and became a cop.
But I didn’t know anyone in Fresno and so I didn’t want to join a soccer team, because I didn’t have friends who played soccer. But they signed me up despite my objections and there I was, standing in a cold fog that movie special effects are made of, at 7:00 A.M. on a Saturday morning. Our coach didn’t know what he was doing, so according to him I was just supposed to stand there shivering in the cold and damp until someone ran out of the fog, kicked me in the shin and then disappeared in the fog.
So yeah. I hate fucking soccer.
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D part one
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Posted:Jul 7, 2018 12:18 pm
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2019 11:46 pm
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One of the great things about biotech companies is the tradition of Friday night beer parties.
I met D at one of these parties. I recognized her type with a few minutes, a strong woman who liked to be dominated in bed or on the way to bed.
After the party ended a group of us moved to the bar across the street and my domination of D began. I won a staring contest by removing both our glasses and moving my left eye as close to her right eye as was humanly possible. When she blinked, I pulled back, and blew her a kiss before blinking. She looked down, blushed and our colleagues hooted. I knew I had her. Is there anything sexier than turning someone?
From the bar we went out dancing. Out on the dance floor, she said she wasn’t comfortable with exhibitionism but she let my teasing continued when her protests made me threaten to leave. And despite her protests, her nipples hardened as I caressed them, and she pushed her ass back when I spun her around and pressed my hardening cock against her.
I started rubbing her pussy through her pants and then slipping my hand down her pants found her pussy was soaking wet. When we got to the freeway, I told her to take off her bra. She pulled off the straps, lifted up her shirt, unhooked the back and asked if I wanted to take it off for her. I pulled her bra off exposing her DD tits and went back to fingering her cunt.
By the time we got to her exit, she’d had so many orgasms that she said she would be dehydrated before long. Little did she know what was coming.
Over the next few hours she came and came and came. While she was blowing me, I reached over and started fingering her pussy and then after she didn’t offer any objection when I started rubbing her asshole, I slipped my finger in all the way to the hilt. The second time my finger went into her ass, she screams, shakes and begins to squirt like a fountain for a minute.
By the time I left in the morning she was so well fucked and so well sexed up that I kissed her neck and she came again.
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Pool hall
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Posted:Jul 7, 2018 8:43 am
Last Updated:Jun 30, 2019 7:53 pm
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I’ve always had a thing for pool tables. It could be a thing from my childhood, I learned to play in the basement of a Mennonite Seminary. I know!
Playing a game and watching a beautiful woman bending over the table is a thing of wonder, I’m a leg and ass man, so it’s likely more than a bit of that too. The thought of running my hand, gently caressing and teasing her legs, distracting her as she tries to make her shot, plays into my exhibitionism as well.
My attempts at distraction started as we played darts and continued as she bent over to make her shots. I asked with mock innocence, “Is this a problem.” Pushing back against my hand was her answer.
“Is it shaved”, I asked as I teased her cunt. “If I win this game, is this mine?” “Yes.” She hissed.
Kissing her I asked, “If I win this game, is this mine? Are you a good girl and swallow, or a bad girl and spit” “Oh, I’m a very bad girl.” she replied.
Teasing her nipples to hardness I asked, “Do like them played with hard or soft?” “Hard.” she moaned.
As she bent over for a shot I teased her ass and asked, “If I win this game, is it mine, to kiss, to lick, to finger, to fuck?” “Yes” she softly moaned.
I settled up and we left the bar with my hand on her ass.
On the drive home she started to blow me as I fingered her pussy and slipped my thumb into her ass.
I pulled into the driveway and she proved what a good girl she was before we went into the house. God, that I don’t believe in, I do love road head.
When she got out of the car after I drove her home the next morning, my cum was leaking out of her freshly fucked ass.
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